Delta Delta Delta

Have I mentioned how I love sororities? I think N8 does too. But what I think I love even more are freight elevators. The U of U Tri Delta Formal was at the Downtown Hilton which was probably designed by George Lucas or some other Star Wars geek. The place was complete with people speaking Eewok (define: ewok) or any other language besides english, and there was a secret elevator with doors that open up and down instead of sideways. The doors were of course, hydraulic, and hidden behind the walls of the hotel.

After loading nearly everything from the trailer to the banquet room where dinner would be served and a dance would follow, we had only one piece of equipment left- the lighting truss. And it didn't fit in the elevator we'd been using. That's where DJ Eagle Eyes (N8DZ) came to the rescue when he spied a secret, enormous elevator right at the edge of the loading dock where we were parked. It looked like this:



But I couldn't see it until N8 pointed it out. I must have forgotten my spectacles back at home. So thanks N8, you saved us about an hour of takedown time because we didn't have to wind through all the yapping Ewoks in the kitchen on the way out.

They're cute little suckers though, eh?